Tucked behind the toilet I've stashed a toilet brush and Comet, and when I see the pot needs cleaning, I just do 'er up right then. No muss, no fuss and no scuzzie toilet bowl. Well, as I was swishing away recently I overheard a conversation between the toilet and the tub. Really. Here's how it went:
Toilet: (preening) See, I get cleaned when I need it. It's better than waiting for a scheduled cleaning day to arrive.
Tub: Humph. You're a toilet. Of course she cleans you more! You need it!
Toilet brush: You ought to handle sin the same way. Just deal with it on an as-needed basis so it doesn't build up and make your life scuzzie. Just scrub, swish and flush it right away as soon as you spot it.
Toilet: Yeah! That's how you do it! Hey, scrub a little harder in there and don't forget the top part.
Tub: Now wait just a minute there! There's nothing wrong with scheduled cleaning—for dirt and sin! It's the only way to make sure everything gets cleaned well, especially places that aren't in the main flow of things.
Toilet: Ooooooooh. Very good point.
Toilet brush: Did she skip her cleaning date with you again, Tub?
Tub: *sigh* Yeah, she did. I hope she notices the gray grungies soon. This is getting embarrassing.
Toilet brush: hehe. I'll remind her with a quick spray to the face. Maybe that'll make her see things better...
But your iniquities have made a separation between you and your God, and your sins have hidden His face from you so that He does not hear. ~Isaiah 59:2
LoL—Patty here again. Aren't you glad you don't hear things talking inside your head? I giggled as I scrubbed...and remembered my neglected tub. There's a lot to be said for scheduled cleaning—and scheduled time spent alone with God searching, cleaning and confessing things.
I'm going to go grab my cleaning bucket and doing some praying while I'm scrubbing that poor tub. What's your tub saying to you?